Yesterday was a little hard but not on the cravings side of things, oddly enough. I had an upsetting dream where I met all the people I've lost to cancer and barely had any sleep. The shakes are subsiding, but I'm coughing up all kinds of yuck.
On the plus side, seeing all that yuck is helping to make me realise the crap I put in my body and I really don't want that back again. I really don't want a cigarette anymore. My body's trying to convince me otherwise, but it'll get the idea, eventually.
I do need some advice, though. A few of my girl friends and I are heading out to the pub tonight. Although only one of them smoke now I've quit, she's going to smell of it around me. I don't want to become the dreaded anti smoker that gives people grief for smoking or asks her not to for the evening. But at the same time I don't want to be uncomfortable all evening, either. Any tips on how to survive your first outing to a pub after quitting?